Penguin Overlord

I am the minion to a penguin overlord, who is also occasionally known as Miss Violet but prefers to be called Didit. At a week shy of 2 years old, she rules her domain (colony? do penguins have domains?) with a firm but mostly fair hand. 

 Fluent in French, not so big on English, clever, cheeky and hysterically funny, my penguin child makes for one adorable overlord. Her favourite activities include speaking French, eating crayons, putting rice crackers in the toilet, and being a nudist while I bemoan the fact that it’s the freezing cold and point out that we don’t live on a hippie commune or nudist colony in the tropics. 

 Apparently her Cabbage Patch Doll also likes to be a nudist, or so she tells me. Luckily her plush meerkat Seregi is already nude, so he poses less of a hypothermia risk. 

She’s little, but what she lacks in size she definitely makes up in personality. Occasionally she gets a little bit of a Napoleon complex happening, but gets over it fairly quickly when she remembers that being little means she can squeeze into tight gaps (next to the fridge for example) and laugh hysterically over nobody being able to get her out. 

 Feisty but affectionate, stubborn but sweet, my baby knows she well and truly has her mama wrapped around her little finger. 

 And all in all, most days I feel like the luckiest mummy minion in the world.

Because frogs belong in ponds, obviously...even toy frogs.